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December 27, 2007
crawling up the stairs
intoxicated by the night
setting out to find him
my previous attempts thwarted
still, in vain
I refuse to give up
suddenly enchanted by the fragrance
of the dark night
bustling with life
and possibility
i return to the street
a lost pedestrian
sounds penetrate me at will
a new beginning maybe
or a birth of sorts
sometime just after midnight
I meander through the alleys
like a black cat
i have aim
i lose my trepidation
and immerse in this mission
the cold black night looms
familiar and inviting in every way
- my only friend